Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Yemen and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing the Slits to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Wells,
Eve St. Jones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ponytail,
Nik Kershaw,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
Kayak,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5,
Monks,
Infiniti,
Black Bananas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visage,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Neon Judgement,
Scrapy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aural Exciters,
Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fuzztones,
Zapp,
Black Sheep,
Erykah Badu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Siglo XX,
Arcadia,
Malaria!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nas,
Half Japanese,
X-102,
The Cowsills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Christie,
Colin Newman,
The New Christs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
The Black Dice,
Robert Hood,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.